Wang Xuan turned around slowly, slowly, and he could feel a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, following his every movement. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Maybe he will be torn to shreds in the next second, but no matter what, he can't wait to die!

What would Satsuki do if he died? A question popped up in his mind, waking him up.

Run!

Wang Xuan took one step, and the other foot immediately followed, like a gust of wind, the speed was amazing, faintly exceeding the speed of Feng Ye when he ran towards him in the City Lord's Mansion. He didn't have time to think about it, no matter where he went, no matter how bleak the future was, he had to run at this time, and if he ran and win, he would survive.

The tiger was visibly stunned, and stood in the market for a while before he reacted. But with one step, its entire huge body vanished in an instant, and the droplets that were dripping in the air seemed to stagnate for a second before falling. At such a fast speed, it can almost crush the wind.

Wang Xuan just thought that the tiger had given up and he was relieved, but he suddenly felt a figure chasing him behind him, and he was suddenly dumb and ate Coptis chinensis - he couldn't say what he was suffering from.

But no matter how fast he ran, the figure only followed behind, and had no intention of catching up.

This made Wang Xuan even more painful, you said you can chase it, and deliberately slowed down, could it be that you want to rush to make syrup? Killing people is not enough, eating people is just a tiger's teeth, if you want to kill, you have to cut it, give a letter of approval.

Thinking of this, Wang Xuan stopped running wildly, he was already so tired that he was about to collapse, he was either in a hurry or running at the end of the day, as a normal and ordinary person, he no longer had the strength to survive.

Moreover, this is in its cave, where can it go?

So, he stopped and sat on the ground with his butt, but he accidentally pulled the wound, hissing in pain, a little sad, and a little caravan.

He didn't care about the pain anymore, he didn't even have the idea of taking care of his aching buttocks, and he was afraid of real death.

Wang Xuan slowly stood up, changing his panic and despair, his eyes were full of perseverance and fighting spirit. What is there to fear from wild beasts, and what is more terrifying than wild beasts is man! I am not even afraid of people, and what am I afraid of this big stuffy creature!

The darkness was terrible, and suddenly there was a sound of rats, and they seemed to be fleeing. Wang Xuan didn't move and looked at the darkness in front of him, he was waiting. Sure enough, a white cold air cut a piece of the black fish, and a huge tiger head was only an inch away from him, and he could clearly feel the tiger's breath, because in front of this behemoth, Wang Xuan seemed so small, just a light bite, he could cut him off.

Wang Xuan had a very strange feeling, the tiger's breath did not have blood, but had a fragrance, and it was this fragrance that made him bold and make extremely crazy moves.

He stretched out his right hand and gently held a wisp of soft velvet on the tiger's forehead, and the silky touch made him love it.

"Is it really that silky?"

Wang Xuan seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and unexpectedly, in the face of Wang Xuan's almost suicidal behavior, the tiger moved, the snow-white fangs flashed, and he could feel the clothes on his chest being instantly grabbed and unable to move.

It seems that one more point and he will become something in its belly.

The result was to his surprise, the tiger just grabbed him and threw him into the air, and in a hurry, he landed on a piece of soft cotton, which was actually the tiger's back!

The fierce wind blew on his face, almost cutting the wound. By the time he could react, he was back where he had just found the tiger, which was lying on its side on the ice bed with occasional heaving of its belly.

Wang Xuanshun looked at it, and a shocking wound was exposed in front of him, and the snow-white hair around him was thick black.

"Is this, poisoned?"

He didn't shy away when he saw this, and walked forward in three steps and two steps, carefully examining the wound.

The wound was deep, with two deep holes in the abdomen near the hind limbs, which had scabbed, but it was evident from the tiger's slightly trembling body that it was suffering greatly at this time. The wound was only blackened around it, and there was a circle of white gas lingering around it, and it should be the cold air of the ice bed that suppressed the toxicity.

He touched the wound lightly with his hand, and the tiger let out a low cry of sorrow. Wang Xuan's heart suddenly welled up not with happiness, but with sadness, the former king of beasts, but to show the weakest side in front of a lowly mortal, this is not a great sorrow.

In his previous life, because of his love of learning, he always believed in the purpose of "studying hard and making progress every day". So although he was often hungry in his previous life, he never saved money to buy books, and basically read everything. (Please automatically ignore a certain book, I guarantee with my personality, Wang Xuan must not have read it)

So he could tell at a glance that it was snake venom, but fortunately this snake venom was not serious and could be solved. And medicinal herbs are not scarce, at least on earth.

But what made Wang Xuan very distressed was that now he was in a cave with a stone, and he couldn't even find a single medicinal herb, so how could he talk about detoxification. The so-called Qiaofu is difficult to cook without rice, probably this is the truth.

But how do you explain it? It's a bitter choice.

So we can see that a young man is like a monkey scratching his ears and cheeks and pointing to the sky from time to time, trying to say I have to get out, pointing to the wound and then making a bouncing motion, meaning that your wound will be healed.

The movements are very vivid, like an unknown artist performing unknown performance art, and Wang Xuan patiently does repeated movements again and again, expressing the same consciousness.

The tiger, on the other hand, looked at the face of the fallen asleep, as if it had forgotten the pain.

This kind of feeling of playing the piano to the cow, such as coming to reason with Sun Monkey, made Wang Xuan gnash his teeth. Later, he simply reduced it to a single movement, with his arms stretched out, his tilt spread 45 degrees, and he jumped up violently, like a bulky bird trying to learn to take off, hoping to one day gallop through the sky, but always gliding low and across the earth.

Crisscrossing the earth, as the name suggests, lies on the earth vertically or horizontally.

However, in exchange for a more serious sense of drowsiness on the tiger.

Wang Xuan was a little anxious, the tiger's lethargy was obviously a sign that the snake venom in his body was beginning to spread, and if it was allowed to develop, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I said Great Ancestor, if you want me to save you, you have to watch me do what I mean and understand what I mean!" As soon as he finished speaking, the sleepy tiger's eyes widened, and his paws scratched his head slightly, quite a feeling that a student was caught by the teacher while sleeping in class.

But it was this inadvertent action that made Wang Xuan ecstatic: Feelings this guy has learned Chinese!